The Wraith watched her eyes, knowing her face would surely not give away if she was to try to run from him. He saw the surprise and dread in her hueless eyes. Yet just as he was prepared for a chase, he saw her step aside and let him in. “Okay. Yeah. Whatever.” He nodded, stepping inside just before he watched her collapse and scream in pain. His hellfire orbs didn't waver as he watched her transform - wings flowing down her back and all.
When it was over, she looked at him. He gave a soft sigh before she spoke. “Please do not tell me I am a f u c k i n g moth.” He gave an emotionless shrug. "There are worse things to be. I think they suit you well." He spoke, trying to make this a lot less terrible and awkward. "Back to the matter at hand . . . " He said as he moved towards her, and then mounting her.
Fade in, fade out . . .
The Demon rose to his feet once it was over, moving towards the exit of her den. "After the war, you will be free. I promise, that was your fathers own words." He said softly, looking over his shoulder and wing to her. "Please do not take your anger out on me - I'm only following orders." He said, his eyes narrowing as he looked to make eye contact with her. "I will not claim you either. I do not want that title of us. I only want Drevis." As quickly as he finished his statement, he turned and left her den.
Walk, "Talk", Think.
"You get it too, to the fullest!"
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